(Shad? You mean me?)

Khalida starts a bit, startled out of her thoughts and she instinctively reaches for a rock. She frowns. “Who are you?” 

Winter shrugs. “Suit yourself.” She blinks and stops, then smiles apologetically. “Sorry, Bast likes to weird people out.” She wipes her mouth on a towel and she goes to the middle of the floor and she looks around. “I wonder where Jacob went off to.”

Sorcha nods and gets into a sword fighting stance. “How far? Till someone submits, KOs, dies, what?” 

Asa laughs, ignoring her bleeding gut, and she tackles him from behind. “Hey! No fair!”